I Call Her Sunshine.....

I Call Her Sunshine....


I shouldnt have spoke. Over and over in my mind I debate whether or not i needed to know her name....

I've Never said it...

I shouldn't have answered her call. A whisper of Sade with the perfect emotional tempo... was captivating.
But I Never acknowledged it...
I shouldn't have reached for her soul. Finger waving to catch on, not frantic but tranquil...composed.
I Never doubted it.

*I Put Her To Sleep While Making her Bed*

"Tuesday" is too profound but "sunshine" cupped the corners of her satin pink lips just right. Full and pouty her perfect smile carries away the anguish of leaving her side again...today. Hair tucked behind her ear while her curls are swept astray....Her peach whispers..."Hey".

The map of my emotional agenda will not loose this battle to the fire resting within a soft simmer. I will not lead a kingdom to parish for my paradise. But... I just might follow the scent into the sweet city of nectar...her,neck... her breast, her....shoulders. The whisper of up tempo "Your Love is King" by Sade has unlocked these magical hands.....

I'm making a scene, it clearly is seen, her soul needs to be taken, and ran through the valley. A tranquil forfeit of power at just the thought of how i devour.....OH SUNSHINE , MY SUNSHINE!

Now for our temporary blessing... I have to stuff this turkey with all the dressing...Glaze your donut, snake your drain, whatever odd job you need to keep this body maintained... and preserved...

I know better than to ask your name...
I have Never said it.
I know what day to answer your call...
I wont dare acknowledge.
I cant resist but reach for your soul...
I could Never doubt it.

*Because I have the Power to put my Sunshine to bed without opening the door.*